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salmon_pink) wrote2014-09-22 09:14 pm
salmon_pink) wrote2014-09-22 09:14 pm
(MCU) Point-Blank
Title: Point-Blank
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Drax/Peter
Rating: NC-17
Words: 353
Notes: Character spoilers for Guardians Of The Galaxy. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
comicdrabbles, prompt "going in for the kill".
Wow, okay. Drax doesn’t mess around, and Peter respects that, but holy fuck. Peter’s on his knees, face pressed into the pillow, and he can hear himself making all these needy little noises as Drax spreads his ass.
Sure, it’s not the first time someone’s touched him there, but most of the people Peter’s screwed at least like to mess around first, work their way up to that. Or down to it, whatever. But apparently Drax doesn’t care about foreplay, he’s all about going in for the kill. Which makes sense, considering his personality, and oh God, that’s Drax’s tongue sweeping up the cleft of his ass, and Peter’s answering groan is probably way too desperate.
Drax licks at him again, tongue flat and wet, the tip catching along Peter’s rim with every sweep. His fingers dig into the meat of Peter’s ass hard enough he’ll be wearing the bruises for days, and he’s holding Peter so spread it burns a little. Licking over and over, and Peter’s trying to fuck himself back against the sensation but there’s no give to Drax’s grip on him. All he can do is take it when Drax’s tongue ripples against him, teases and pushes against his hole.
Peter can feel himself trying to open up and clench down at the same time, and then Drax’s tongue is inside him, and he’s moaning, biting at the pillow. Slick and slippery and amazing, and he’s never going to get enough of this. Drax growls against him, and Peter can feel the sound, the vibration of it, cock throbbing and legs shaking.
“I will take my time preparing you,” Drax murmurs, as if he’s doing Peter a favour by taking this slow, when instead he’s torturing him. But Peter can’t complain, because for once in his damn life he’s actually been rendered speechless. So all he can do is hold on as Drax licks in again, and hope he doesn’t shout the whole ship down before they’re finished.
The others would never let him hear the end of it, although this is so good Peter probably wouldn’t even care.
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Drax/Peter
Rating: NC-17
Words: 353
Notes: Character spoilers for Guardians Of The Galaxy. For
comicdrabbles, prompt "going in for the kill".Wow, okay. Drax doesn’t mess around, and Peter respects that, but holy fuck. Peter’s on his knees, face pressed into the pillow, and he can hear himself making all these needy little noises as Drax spreads his ass.
Sure, it’s not the first time someone’s touched him there, but most of the people Peter’s screwed at least like to mess around first, work their way up to that. Or down to it, whatever. But apparently Drax doesn’t care about foreplay, he’s all about going in for the kill. Which makes sense, considering his personality, and oh God, that’s Drax’s tongue sweeping up the cleft of his ass, and Peter’s answering groan is probably way too desperate.
Drax licks at him again, tongue flat and wet, the tip catching along Peter’s rim with every sweep. His fingers dig into the meat of Peter’s ass hard enough he’ll be wearing the bruises for days, and he’s holding Peter so spread it burns a little. Licking over and over, and Peter’s trying to fuck himself back against the sensation but there’s no give to Drax’s grip on him. All he can do is take it when Drax’s tongue ripples against him, teases and pushes against his hole.
Peter can feel himself trying to open up and clench down at the same time, and then Drax’s tongue is inside him, and he’s moaning, biting at the pillow. Slick and slippery and amazing, and he’s never going to get enough of this. Drax growls against him, and Peter can feel the sound, the vibration of it, cock throbbing and legs shaking.
“I will take my time preparing you,” Drax murmurs, as if he’s doing Peter a favour by taking this slow, when instead he’s torturing him. But Peter can’t complain, because for once in his damn life he’s actually been rendered speechless. So all he can do is hold on as Drax licks in again, and hope he doesn’t shout the whole ship down before they’re finished.
The others would never let him hear the end of it, although this is so good Peter probably wouldn’t even care.